Friday, August 10, 2012
Mine and nobody else
Mine and nobody else I opened the window to the world find your voice thinking that you were born knowing what in my bud not the sublime moment of the current need at the time not pass without leaving a trace or a walk after requiring I mean something more sincere heat that woke me your face your angelic face the beautiful feeling that lives in me and will not calm my mind Walk through the valleys green sea of your eyes My hands shake strongly, not to let your hair My wishes go steady harmonious presumptuous do not want to rest since I saw your body kneeling, standing, sleeping on the waves floating in the sea I opened the window to the world find your voice thinking I close for a while now to bring you the cry of it shows you
you know I respect and want as little in life for you to waste time I left the hours that I ask that you require kissing fondling sleeping now waiting for your song and we wake up to the valley to the sacred mountains to remote places that God has created and then to make you mine and no one else My Akinin Samuel Levy Mia and no one else I opened the window to the world find your voice thinking that you were born knowing what in my bud not the sublime moment Neither the current need in the time that passes without leaving traces or after a walk requires more heat I mean sincere woke me your face your angelic face the beautiful feeling that lives in me and will not Walk my mind at ease by the green valleys of the sea your eyes My hands shake vigorously, your hair to not let you go My constant desire harmonious presumptuous do not want to rest since I saw your body kneeling, standing, sleeping on the waves floating in the shore I opened the window to the world find your voice thinking I close for a while now to bring you the cry of it that you respect and appreciate you know I want as little in life you can for wasting time I had the hours I ask that you require kissing fondling sleeping now waiting for your song and awaken us to the valley to the mountains sacred to the remotest places in which God created you and then to make you mine and no one else My Akinin Samuel Levy
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